She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 616: Plastic Surgeries

The security guard had a troubled expression on his face as he hesitantly reported, "Miss Walsh, Mr. Zamora has signed a housing agreement with us for half a month. If we were to evict him now, it would be a violation of the rules."

According to the contract, they would have to compensate Eddie double the amount of rent. It's important to note that he had booked a luxury suite, which cost a five-figure amount per night. The compensation would sum up to approximately three hundred thousand dollars.

Miss Walsh finally regained her composure. With her hands crossed over her chest, she tilted her head and pondered, "Hmm? Is that so?"

"Well, forget it," she said.

"I forgot that this is my own hotel."

Amelia's business principle was never to incur losses, not even a penny. She wouldn't allow it, no matter what.

Leandro also glanced over, and when he saw this girl's extremely unattractive appearance, he couldn't help but recoil and blurt out what he was thinking.

"Miss, may I ask why you don't consider getting plastic surgery?"

It was as if an angelic figure was combined with a devilish face, a striking visual contrast that was simply unforgettable.

Amelia's lips twitched, but she didn't respond. She was infuriated to the point of rolling her eyes.

At a glance, her eye sockets were filled with white, which was somewhat horrifying.

"Old man, I'm standing up for you and helping you out, yet you don't know how to appreciate it? I see that you're poor and old, so I pity you... But you dare to speak to me like this." "Who said I haven't had plastic surgery? I've had it ten times already, alright?"

damn

Cheyenne and Benson returned, as soon as their feet touched the stairs, they

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conclusion-either the doctor's skills were really problematic, or Miss Walsh herself looked

heart when he heard the words "old and poor." He was

call me old, but you can't call me poor! Who said I had no money?

package from his pocket. His frozen hands trembled as he opened

Each bar weighed at least one pound, so ten bars

off his shoes and held them in his hand. "Swoosh..." Water dripped from the shoes like a small stream. Even from a distance, Cheyenne could see that the water had a

but retract her gaze and cover her nose with her delicate, rosy-white hand, her exquisite little face showing an intriguing expression. However, Leandro seemed oblivious to it all. He touched the sole of the shoe and found a card. A black

card for a long time, but since only two were issued per year, she had never managed to snatch one. Unexpectedly, this unremarkable old man possessed

She was envious.

blink his eyes, his lips twitched slightly, and he didn't show any extra expression due to the gold bars and black card. Although he wasn't a neat freak, he couldn't bring himself

need it. Forget it, you should go

Leandro feel extremely disappointed, and the wrinkles on his face

while, the expression on Leandro's face changed dramatically, as if the storm had suddenly cleared

that his eyes disappeared, showing his false teeth as he grinned, "Good, good, good. I knew

him with one hand and used the other hand to take the room key card and push open the door to the lobby. His face

just afraid of encountering

said this, he supported

with a flame of anger, and when she turned around, she noticed the young man next to her. "Was he just calling me

to be in his early twenties, with a handsome and

incompatible, as if a flower bloomed beside a pile